Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Octopoda Equals Success



New Years Resolution: Be Bold: Last night I had Octopus, prepared in traditional Greek style. Result: Not bad. Thoughts: Similar to lobster. Though I wouldn't recommend making an entire meal out of it. Our waiter told us it was 'simply amazing.' I wouldn't go that far. But I'm glad I tried it. Made me feel good about all the other resolutions for the new year that have already fallen to the wayside.

Let's see...

Resolution: NASCAR Race: Still workin' on it. Result: So so. Not resolved, but not unresolved.

Resolution: Stay in touch: Definitely taken initiative here. Result: Feel great. And connected.

Resolution: Write a Cookbook: Haven't even thought about it. Result: Crap.

Resolution: Buy less clothing/Return what I won't wear: I've bought 4 new items and returned 2 so far. Result: Even Steven...almost.

Resolution: Travel some more: I've been home 1 weekend so far this year. Result: Hooray!

Resolution: Bring Miss Famous to the Big Apple: Don't even get me started. Result: Tears.

Resolution: Take the GMAT: Huh? The What? Result: Shucks.

Resolution: Go to the gym more: Went the first week. Saw all the newbies. Never returned. Result: Increasingly out of shape.

Bulls Eye




Look closely. Read between the lines. Do you see those words ---SHOP THE COLLECTION EARLY---finally some (more) benefits to living in New York (this time of year). Sale starts tomorrow here. If some of you hurry, you can still make it!
Update: You can shop right now on the worldwideweb. I'd wait though, cuz it's definitely not the whole collection. But it sure does whet the (shopping) appetite.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Who Cut the Cheese?

Thanks to an invite from my sister, Lane, and her boyfriends aversion to cheese, last night I got to attend cheese class. Cheese 101 was held upstairs in the classroom at famed Murray's Cheese. Murray's knows cheese. They've got over 250 kinds of unique, delicious, aromatic cheese. They've also got 5 caves, for reals---earthy caves under the NY ground of their store---where they have young cheeses sent to them to age in their own caves, giving them that distinct Murray's flavor.

We sampled 6 different cheeses last night, accompanied by drinks, bread, nuts, and dried fruit. If you look at the plate pictured above, we started at 12 o'clock and moved clockwise. Perhaps I will share a bit of the wisdom I gained last night. You will notice that we started with lighter, softer cheeses and moved to deeper colored, harder cheeses. This was done purposely to entice the palate, but not overwhelm it.

Did you know that from 10 lbs. of milk, 1 lb. of cheese is made? Cheese making is therefore a labor-intensive work of love and science. Pretty much all cheese is made up of milk, salt, and a fermentation agent of either rennet or lactic acid. The difference in taste comes from the way each cheese maker cares for and ages his cheese.

You should always eat cheese from grass fed animals (cows, sheep, goats). It is better for the animal, better quality cheese, and better tasting. It has a more earthy, natural taste to it.

There are many different kinds of rind on cheeses. Some cheeses are purposely injected with bacteria to encourage mold growth. Others are waxed and sealed to stop the aging process before they are shipped for sale. A good rind, in a good cheese shop, should always feel a bit tacky to the touch. Also, you should ALWAYS eat (or at least try) the rind on a cheese (unless of course it is a wax rind). It is the most flavorful and power packed part of the cheese.

Mold on cheese (as in rind and blue cheese), is good mold. There is nothing to worry about when eating it. It is all good, clean, healthy mold. Some kinds are even health beneficial. However, this does not mean you should let mold grow on the cheese in your fridge and then eat it.

Also, milk, and therefore cheese, is at its best in the springtime. Animals naturally produce their most flavorful, enriched milk during this time of year. This is because springtime is a time when animals give birth and need to have the best nourishment for their young. In order to take advantage of this naturally occurring phenomenon, some farmers manipulate the light conditions on their farms to 'trick' the animals into thinking it is spring time. Others keep milk from spring and store it (freezing) for use later in the year, to allow them a year long income. But the purists only produce cheese for sale during the magic 3 months of the year when their cheese is at its best.

Well, when all was said and done, not only did we leave our plates empty and our tummies chock full of delicious cheeses, but our minds a bit enlightened as well. We resolved that the cheese case is no longer a daunting and overwhelming vehemoth, but a curio wanting to share its delicious (and stinky) abundance with us.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Jamie: 101

1. I'd rather have appetizers and desserts than dinner
2. I love a good cry 3. I'm a hopeless romantic
4. I'm most fearless when I'm with Grant
5. I want to wear big sunglasses everywhere I go
6. I love to look at myself in mirrors
7. I wash my hair once a week
8. My favorite thing to read is a trashy magazine
9. There are days when I truly believe I am the luckiest girl in the world
10. I love Audrey Hepburn
11. I've seen seasons 1 & 2 of The OC 6 times...each
12. I spend 20 minutes in front of my closet deciding what to wear
13. I hate working out but love looking good
14. I'm a perfectionist
15. I've got 3 sisters who are my best friends
16. I've got 3 best friends I love like sisters
17. I love junk food...munchies mix, chocolate chocolate donuts, sodas
18. My biggest fear is failure
19. I miss my dog Miss Famous so much, sometimes I cry
20. My favorite animal is a lightning bug
21. My average shower time is 40 minutes
22. My dream job is to be a reporter for the NASCAR circuit
23. I wish I could see the world thru rose-colored glasses
24. The best part of my day is when Grant comes home
25. I love to blast music and dance in front of the mirror...alone
26. Sometimes I cheer too
27. I live for dumb fun
28. I want Nicole Richie's closet
29. I make great salsa
30. I bake a killer chocolate chocolate bundt cake
31. I'm fascinated by home/kitchen appliances
32. I love pictures of myself
33. Lots of times I get along better with boys than girls
34. I like bridges
35. I'm not as girly as you might think
36. I never felt true security until I married Grant
37. I love girls trips
38. Great sauce = great meal.
39. I feel a connection with/love water---lakes, pools, hot tubs, streams, ocean, waterfalls
40. Party dresses make me feel special
41. I love swimsuit shopping
42. I'm an expert suitcase packer
43. I love to play dress-up
44. I like to take tests...they make me feel smart
45. I'm impatient 46. I'm demanding
47. I like to take movie lines and make them my own
48. I'm a spelling whiz
49. I can forever remember all the words to a song after only hearing it once
50. My closet is color-coded
51. I always carry a purse inside my purse
52. I don't mind being short, but wish I didn't have to alter everything
53. I love the way I feel when I'm swimming
54. I love to watch Grant walk across a room
55. I get intimidated easily
56. My closest friends call me Jamie Anne
57. I never really know what I want
58. I always carry cash
59. I enjoy regular shopping but love discount shopping---outlets, cheap & trashy, sample sales
60. Brunch is my favorite meal
61. I can never decide between sweet and savory
62. I love pillow talk
63. I know I'm capable, but sometimes I'm unsure of myself
64. I like train rides
65. I want to be a jet-setter, constantly traveling...in style (preferaby in first class, too)
66. I think peanut butter makes most things taste better
67. I get mistaken for Asian/Spanish ALOT
68. I like pop-ish art
69. When I find something I really love, I think of who else might want it too
70. I drink the 'sick mix', 1/2 diet coke, 1/2 dr. pepper, with a lime
71. I like being snowed in
72. I'm loyal 73. I'm loud 74. I'm little
75. I like sleepovers
76. My husband and I have a secret sign
77. I sometimes say things I don't mean, and immediately regret it
78. I want an english garden
79. I moved across the country for true love
80. I love the smell of fresh lemons...that says lemons
81. Though I love it, I don't think I'll live in Utah again
82. I make my bed every morning
83. I want to have my own show on the Food Network
84. I'm an invitation snob
85. I love sports...not playing, strictly watching
86. I'm a good citizen...just ask my husband
87. I'm a sucker for anything with a monogram on it
88. My back hurts...an old cheerleading injury
89. I really like cars, I go to auto shows and watch car auctions on TV
90. I'm double-jointed
91. I like manicured/fake nails
92. I take on too much...I have a hard time saying no
93. I went to 5 different elementary schools
94. Sometimes my brain moves so quickly, I can't hardly keep up with it. I also have a hard time falling asleep because of it.
95. I go thru McD's drive thru and only get a large Hi-C orange.
96. I've never really liked my name
97. I want to be an old lady with a colorful gem/jewelry collection
98. I get worried when things start to wear out
99. I don't like going to concerts
100. I wish I could wear wigs
101. If I were a Crayola, I'd be yellow yellow...to brighten things up a bit.

Monday, January 8, 2007

NY Minute

Last night on the 2 train, I'm pretty sure I met my Asian twin. Sitting directly across from me, she was just as diminutive and petite as I am. Her hair was long and dark, with sideswept bangs like mine. She had on green shoes and jeans, as did I. She was wearing the exact same sleeping bag coat as mine...I mean exact same one (long, black, quilted, coyote fur and velvet lined hood, belted at the waist, Laundry by Shelli Segal), not just similar. For the frosting on the cake, she had on a wedding ring that was dang near identical to mine. In the words of Seth Cohen, "I didn't know whether to be honored, or deeply disturbed by it."

Saturday, January 6, 2007

Christmas Chronicle

Just thought I should take down my little Christmas wish list that's been up for a while, and check things off. That way, I will always remember what a splendiferous year it was.

Home for the Holidays ---- we got 7 whirlwind days filled with family, friends, food, and photos.
Camera Phone ---- oh well, I guess you can't win them all.
Miss Famous ---- I guess I should have included the Babygirl in the first one. True Bliss!
The Nutcracker Ballet ---- I got to go to the NY Ballet this year, and it did not disappoint.
Ice Skating ---- So much fun, I think we might make it a yearly tradition.
Sleeping Bag Coat ---- This is more about survival than fashion, but I lalalalove mine.
Iced Sugar Cookies ---- Didn't have time to make 'em, but you bet I bought some. And some chocolate covered raspberries too. Hey, it was the Holidays!

I loved Christmas, just as I love all Holidays.

Wednesday, January 3, 2007

R.I.P.


This is quite possibly the saddest day of the year. And I DO realize the year has just begun, but it doesn't change anything. Even if it was December, I would feel the same. I have tears in my eyes and a sniffle in my nose. I CANNOT. Believe. IT. The OC has been cancelled. I just read the official statement from Fox and tears welled in my eyes. How can I possibly say goodbye to Sandy & Kiki, Juju, Ryan, Seth, and Summer. They have been among my finest friends for the last 4 years. My reason for watching TV, albeit owning one. I feel as though we've just gotten to know each other quite well, and now we have to say goodbye. Sad. So sad.


It's like a funeral planned in advance. February 22nd. D Day. Dead day.
One can only speculate what the future will bring. Nothing better, I presume.

On a final note, I can only say I told you so. To Fox. To Josh Schwartz, creator of The OC. To everyone who thought Marisa was annoying and only talented at saying "Whatever..." and exiting the scene. I have cried about her death in every single episode this season. And I am not afraid to admit it, so long as it in small print. Makes it seem less absurd. It was inevitable that if Marisa died, the show would too suffer, it's own untimely death.

May it R.I.P. Rest. In. Pretty (people living the dream).

And may I, L.I.D. Live. In. Dvd's. At least I have all the seasons on DVD now, thanks to my brother in law.
Fare thee well, sweet friend. Fare well.

Friday, December 29, 2006

The Christmas of the Coat

This was a remarkable Christmas. Either I complained way too much about NY weather or when it comes to outerwear, I dress very poorly. Or maybe, I just told everyone I wanted the same thing!
I received 3 coats for Christmas this year. One sleeping bag coat, which literally makes me look like I'm wearing a sleeping bag and keeps me oh so warm from head to toe (it goes down to my ankles) I can barely believe it. One black and white tweed coat with the most adorable lining I have ever seen. Sometimes I wish I could wear it inside out. Or at least it was reversible, depending on my mood. And one camel colored dress coat which makes me feel very distinguished in an old lady sort of way.
Furthermore, when I came home for the holidays I filled an entire suitcase with all the outerwear I had left behind. So I had a total of about 10 coats to bring home. I feel like I got 10 new coats for Christmas! NY has made me love and appreciate outerwear more than I ever thought possible. Not that I needed much encouragement.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Leaving On A Jet Plane


What a delightful Christmas season this is! No matter what anyone tells you about the tourists, ice cold winds, crowded streets, and general mayhem, NY is the only place to be at this, the most wonderful time of year. There are so many sights, sounds, smells, displays, windows, trees, glam, sparkle, sprinkle, flurries of wonderment that it really sets the stage for extreme anticipation.

And now, I'm so ready for the most wonderful part of it all...coming home for the holidays. We're leaving for Utah today, and oddly enough, it feels like such a relief. A full week with no crowded NY streets, subways, rude taxi cab drivers, stinky spots, tiny apartments, sirens, honking, tourists, sub zero winds, endless stairways, and people asking for money every 2 minutes. Hallelujah!

For seven fun-filled days we get cars (we get to drive!), spacious homes, Target, Costco, wide open spaces, homemade meals, familiar faces, peace, quiet, relaxation, family, mountain views, and the greatest snow on earth. I can't wait. I'm so excited I could pee my pants!

See you oh so soon!

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Merry Chrismukkah!

Tonight was the Chrismukkah episode of The OC, and it did not disappoint. The Chrismukkah episode is always one to put in the record books. One of those that when the season DVDs come out, you can watch over and over and over.


Tonight we had a Chrismukkah party. We watched season 1 & 2 Chrismukkahs while making and frosting cookies. Then we ordered in Thai food, just like the Cohens do, and settled in for a warm winters Season 4 Chrismukkah. We played dreidl games with pirates gold chocolate coins during commercial breaks, and munched on our freshly baked Christmas cookies. It was a Chrismukkah miracle that it all came together so nicely. But then again, we are dealing with a holiday that has twice the resistance of a normal holiday...thanks to Jesus and Moses, who both have beards.


Merry Chrismukkah to all, and to all a good night.

Monday, December 11, 2006

I Need A Facelift

Or at least my blog does. After a recent splurge, I realized that it looked like a tin of MarieBelle hot chocolate. This could only mean two things... I have a serious addiction, and my blog needs a new look. So this will do for now, until I realize what other subconscioius obsession inspired it!

Saturday, December 9, 2006

Twinkle, twinkle

Just wishing I had a party to wear this brilliant dress to. Or that it was even warm enough here to wear such things. Brrrr...baby, it's cold outside.

Wednesday, December 6, 2006

Arctic Bliss

Ice Skating = completed. I can check one off my Christmas Wish List. We recently went ice skating in the park, and oh, what a holiday delight it was. Although crowded and chaotic, and wearing lead boots they called ice skates, it was just so sparkly and spirited, that we really didn't seem to mind. Skating round the rink, hand in hand, it was one of those moments where we were just floating along in our own little polar world, while everything went on around us at hyper-speed. Icy rinks give me frosty visions of grandeur...I imagine myself in ice castles, perhaps Chronicles of Narnia, or some such fantasy land. There's just something magical about being bundled up in a warm, wintry coat, gloves, and scarf with pink cheeks, flying around the rink that just feels so good at wintertime...for a few minutes anyway.

The best part about the whole event...my beloved pulled out some slick moves. Turns out he's a pretty amazing skater, and I'm not talking about the hockey kind. He's as cool as ice. Who knew I married a former figure skater?

Friday, December 1, 2006

All I Want For Christmas...

It finally happened...I heard my song. Mariah Carey's All I Want for Christmas is the end all, be all Holiday song for me. No matter how many other songs try to entice me with their musical delights, I always come back to All I Want for Christmas. It is my old reliable. Nothing puts me in the Christmas spirit like Mimi. Once I hear it, I have this burning desire to spread Christmas cheer where'er I go.

So in that spirit, I invite you all to take a gander at All I Want for Christmas. Now, I know what you are thinking, 'Miss J, you simply cannot be serious...Mariah?' So sorry, but I am absolutely serious. Before I proceed, I feel it necessary to come out of the closet and admit it...I like Mariah. And not just at Christmastime. There are precious few to whom this will come as no surprise (Grant, Jocelyn---you like her too!, Jenny, and maybe my sisters). I have a few choice Mariah tunes on my ipod to which I return on a semi-regular basis.

But that is not important right now. What is of some import is the Christmas season that lies before us. So I present to you...bum badda bing!...my Christmas challenge: Watch the All I Want for Christmas video, listen to the words, and see if you don't just feel a bit more jolly, more merry, more loving. Perchance, if you like it, you could listen to it on a daily basis. Last Christmas there were entire late night drives home from Grant' s house (30 minutes) where I would set the song on repeat and listen over and over and over and over. Next thing I knew, I was home and hadn't heard another tune! You don't have to go overboard like I do (hey it only happens once a year, which is why it never gets old), but just give it a try. If nothing else, you can watch the video and see Mariah frolicking in a winter wonderland in her bright red one-piece snowsuit. Not a bad deal, eh? No work involved, I've done it all for you. Here's your link. Now, in the infamous words of Nike...'Just Do It!'

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Ta da!

Drumroll please...the tree at Rockefeller lit up last night! Just brimming with merry festivity, what a resplendent sight it is. I find, a visit to the tree is also a splendid way to justify an $8 cup of hot cocoa from Maison du Chocolat. And make a stop at H&M. I guess that makes it official...Christmas has arrived!

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Thanks - Giving


Ahh, one more fabulous Thanksgiving holiday for the record books. Before I turn the page, I thought it might be appropriate to chronicle the things I'm thankful for right now...


my beloved...oh what a dear, sweet thing he is!
sistazz...(spelling in the grand tradition of utah sports teams, which we are definitely not) they are the light of my life
miss famous...i never thought i could love/miss/obsess so much
the triple threat...you know who you are!
kitchen aid stand mixers...yes, that is plural, and it's also another story
thank you cards...truly the most adorable and thoughtful expression of gratitude
buttkissovichers...a legacy of family-like friendship
travel...most recently made possible by a very generous mark and pam
mild weather, so far...i'm a cold weather wuss

Monday, November 20, 2006

2Fast 2Furious

Tony Stewart, you're my hero! I am the ultimate/all-time favorite/#1 stunner Nascar fan. Our weekends are planned around races. But before I get ahead of myself, let's stop the car and switch into reverse for a minute here, so my passion can be fully understood. It all started 2 1/2 fateful years ago. I was innocently waiting for my beloved to pick me up. I turned on the TV, flipped thru all the infomercials, and settled on a car race. I watched for a good 20 minutes, and decided I really liked the look and feel of the Home Depot car. Always one for a friendly wager, I decided to pick a winner for the race, and of course settled on Tony Stewart and the Home Depot car. My beloved picked me up, and I left not knowing the outcome of my wager with myself. We returned home to find there were 10 laps left in the race (there are up to 500 laps), and Tony was cruising along in first place! Needless to say, he won the race, and it has been true love ever since. I'm hooked/addicted/need my fix of Nascar every Sunday. Tony is far and away my favorite. He never fails to amaze with his skillful/svelte/sweet driving.

It's just that I get such a thrill from the excitement of it all---cars, pits, speed, logos on cars, the cool jumpsuits they get to wear. Oh, the jumpsuits! That is for sure my second favorite part of Nascar. My ideal dream ultimate fantasy job would be a broadcaster...for the Nascar circuit. Not only do those people get to follow Nascar around the country, they also get to wear the cool jumpsuits, headphones, and use the old school orange foam top microphones. Does it get any better than that? I dare say no.

Friday, November 10, 2006

I Heart Jamie Anne

I love this picture of me. Nope, that isn't a typo, I really said it! If there is one thing you should know about me, it's that I love pictures. More specifically, pictures involving me. I love to take them/have them taken/be in them as much as possible. Though some may say otherwise, it's not about vanity, so much as it's just such dumb fun! It's not unusual for me to empty my memory card and find 35 of the same pics of me and my besties making funny faces or portraying different moods. Like I said, dumb fun. I highly recommend you try it before you judge...you just might be amused.

A really talented gal recently took this one of me here in NY. I just like to think that it gives alot about me away. For me, that is a sign of a great picture/great photographer/both...or maybe I'm just a good photographee (hee hee). What I'm really trying to say is a good portrait captures what the photographee (yea, I don't know if that's a word, but just go with it), isn't willing to give to the photographer. Many times it's not so much about the composition or the lighting or even beauty, so much as it is about capturing that crucial moment when the photographee accidentally lets their guard down. No forced poses or pretenses, just raw footage. I like to think this photo portrays me as someone who tries to be sophisticated, with a touch of whimsy and not afraid of being goofy or having a good time...is that me? I don't know, but I love the look on my face. Love love love it. You should too!